The Raven Killer (gta 5 fanfic)

The Times come

Franklin called Michael. Choosing him as the guy who will die.
"Hey kid, how you doing?"
"Shit not too good, dog. Look, man, we need to talk but somewhere quiet."
"Alright, let's take a drive out of town. You and me, and we'll meet off Route sixty eight by that field of satellite dishes."
"All the way out there? Yeah alright man, sure."
Franklin got inside his white car and called Trevor.
"Frankie."
"Eh T man, I'm in trouble dog. I think I got to take out Michael."
"Got to?"
"Yeah man, look the FIB man. They trying to get me to clap you, and Devin Weston, he trying to get me to ice Michael and I thought if I, if I do that man, maybe we got some room, you know?"
"So what are you telling me this for?"
"Cause dog I'm doing this for us. I thought you could-"
"Well I can't! You're turning on him? I have had enough traitors in my life!"
"Man your ass could say thank you! Shit"
"You deserve each other!"

Franklin ended the call with Trevor. He kept driving to meet Michael. His phone started ringing, he picked it up and looked at the name. Devin.
"Oh great." Franklin answered the phone.
"Slick! Oh, I hope you picked B!"
"Yeah, I'm on my way to get him right now."
"Excellent! Excellent! Oh hey! While you're at it, why don't you go get Ravienne too?"
"Kill Ravienne?! Why the fuck should I do that?!"
"That girl thinks she can just quit working for me cause she wants to. That's not how that works! You're useful to me unless you're no longer useful to me! She's still pretty useful slick! People would kill to get a job that she had."
"She quit working for you. That's it? That's why you want her dead?"
"Well, that and no woman ever rejects me. That's what makes her so interesting. She's immune to my advances that any woman would want to be under. If she won't become my wife. She won't be anything!"
"That's fucked up man!"
"Fucked up? Your retiree friend is fucked up. Your meth addict friend is fucked up. This is more reasonable than what those mentors of yours would offer. Do this Franklin!" Devin hung up. Franklin sighed and kept driving to see Michael. Only one person has to go. It's not going to be Trevor not himself. It could be either Michael or Ravienne.

Franklin made it to the field. He waited until Michael showed up. He hid a gun underneath his shirt. Michael came by shortly after.
"Hey man!"
"Hey, what's up?"
"You seem kinda agitated."
"Man shit ain't good right now."
"Sorry to hear that. Oh, shit hold on!" Michael pulled out his phone. Answering the call coming to him.
"Hey baby what's up? Really? Tracey? College? Our Tracey? Real College? You gotta be kidding me! That's great. Alright well hey listen, let me talk you a little later Alright? I just gotta wrap up some business here. Alright bye." Michael put his phone away and looked at Franklin.
"Oh, Amanda. Says she wants me to bring you round the house sometime for dinner. One of these nights huh? Fuck, I mean I don't know what I did to deserve this motherfucking luck! Got my kids back, my wife, and a job that I love. I mean, I made it. We made it. You and me bro." Michael walked around. Franklin stayed silent, making Michael a little concerned.
"What?"
Franklin sighed and started to speak.
"I like you dog and you know this. I risked everything for your ass, dog."
"What is this?" Michael asked.
"Look man, me and you know this shit ain't over dog. We both realist."
"The fuck is this?" Michael asked louder. He took a step back. Realizing what Franklin was about to do.
"Y-You? You came here to fucking clip me? You? Fuck!" Michael ran to his car. Franklin took out his gun and shot a bullet at him. Missing him and hitting the ground instead. Michael drove away quickly. Franklin frantically got in his car and chased him.

They went on the train track. Following it until a train split them apart temporarily. Franklin got back on Michaels tracks. Parking his car by a work site. Michael ran up some stairs and fled. Franklin tried to follow him. Finding him at every location he last saw him. He chased Michael until they climbed up a tower.
"Who you put you up to this? Trevor? You're an idiot! We should take him out together! Right now, we'll roll on T!" Franklin got on top of the ladder running around the platform until he saw Michael aim a gun at him. He stopped and they stood still. Staring at each other.
"Come on you prick. I taught you everything you know."
"Not everything. I was here long before you and I'll be here after your ass"
"Oh we'll see about that you fuck! I'll take you every time!" Franklin ran away. Michael shot at him but lost sight of him. He tried to follow but couldn't tell where Franklin could be at. Looking at both of his directions. Franklin ran after him and tackled him to the ground. Punching Michael in the face multiple times. Michael pushed him off and they stood up. Franklin pushed Michael again. Making him tumble over and fall over the fence. Franklin grabbed his hand.
"Look! I had to make a call! You and Ravienne had to be clipped!"
"Then you and I go clip Ravienne! Come on!" Michael suggested. Franklin had a brief moment to think about it. Spare Michael and kill Ravienne or Kill Michael.

Franklin let go of Michael. He screamed and fell down to his death. Franklin looked down, horrified at the sight of Michaels body. He shook his head and went back to the ground.

Ravienne was in her robe as she sat on her bed. Scrolling through Bleeter. Unamused on what was happening now. She was getting tired and fell asleep.
The next day, Ravienne woke up and took her phone. Seeing a message appear on her home screen.
"Michael is dead, for real this time. I hope you guys had nothing to do with it. I sent his cut to his family. It seemed like the right thing to do.- L" Ravienne widened her eyes. Michael was dead. For sure? Is he serious? Ravienne emailed Franklin.
"F! Did you hear? Michael is dead! What the hell happened?! -R" she sent the same kind of message to Trevor. She looked on the news. Reports of a dead body found at a field near the train tracks were found. A body identified as Michael De Santa.
Ravienne felt sick, she wanted to throw up but couldn't.
"I heard. -F"
"I know, I hope you didn't have anything to do with this.- T" Ravienne frowned at Trevor's response.
"Of course not! I just heard about it today. - R" Ravienne sighed, closing her phone and laid down on her bed.

-Ending Not Canon-